A word to describe a "bonfire"?

The west wind is the old country, remember that it is yellow inside and belongs to Qu. Or Qin starry night, Chu Shuang autumn foot. I don't have the guts to hate the East, and it will be green every year. Cao Ting bonfire, Luzhou weft foil, early cold fisherman. Say goodbye to the old days and recommend jade. The fragrance is breaking the new orange, and the clear and beautiful chrysanthemum. Agreed Sha Xue scattered, window bamboo by mistake. In the rivers and lakes, homesick at the end of the year, cold lights lonely people. Tender soup floating eyes, withered shell, broken soul continued.

"In the early winter of the afternoon, the heart and abdominal pain get worse, and the party complains" (Lu You)

The wall is empty, and Wan Wan has a house; The rain is quieter and smells better, but it is not deep.

A paper screen is set under the curtain, and a medicine stove is supported by the bonfire.

Don't be stingy, providing for the aged is enough.

It is said that there are more dog thieves in the alley than at night, and swimming is no problem. If I am a widow, what should I tell you? If you are poor, read the newspaper. If you lie down, you dare to stand up and throw my hat!

Vegetable soup (land tour)

Green leek is an ancient and beautiful vegetable, and its white name is Sanwu.

The heart of the watch is short and yellow, and the hump of the bear is not as beautiful as it.

The old farmer built his own garden, with soil as paste and fertilizer as water as milk.

For the family, it is nothing more than taking it. It is better to say goodbye to misty rain.

It is unusual for chickens and dolphins to get fat, which is complicated by an overly official illusion.

A bonfire in the ground stove cooked delicious food. You can taste it first and then enjoy your nose.

Get up in the morning (land tour)

The tired pillow is cheap and rainy, and the window is cold.

Streams of firewood turn into bonfires, and wild bream fights with plates.

When you are old and strong, you have nothing to do when you are idle.

Children and grandchildren laugh at me, and it is already more sad than death.

Travel (land travel)

All the way into the valley, the donkey came to the wild house to rest.

Shan Tong shouldered the burden of selling red fruits, and the girls in the village picked the blue flowers on the fence.

Cooking on the bonfire will make a meal, and tea will be cooked in the afternoon and spring.

There's no way to wander around. Why don't you laugh when you meet?

Taoist College (Luyou)

Eighty years ago, I burned incense, but I haven't completely forgotten it yet.

The old life is quiet and many households, which is close to setting up a bed to meditate.

Juniper honey fried in an ancient bonfire, fat fermented in a small jar in spring.

Old people, like Liao cranes, feel that the years on earth are long.

Plum blossom (land tour)

The trees in the ice cliff and snow valley have not sprouted yet, and the creation has broken the wasteland to open this flower.

God's whole shape is withered, and Zhuang's righteousness knows innocence.

Gao Jian's politicians were full of worries, and they gave up what they were worried about.

Moving the roots into the garden is also a plan. The bamboo fence hut is really my home.

Self-doubt and self-commitment in life, beauty is beyond praise.

The golden bottle is green and the gourd ladle is vulgar, and the campfire tastes Jiangnan tea.

Autumn morning (land tour)

Crows turn over trees to know Dan, geese keep out the cold.

However, I am too thirsty to discuss the list of clothes at all.

The porridge pot soup is boiling at first, and the incense bonfire is half broken.

My reading heart gradually faded, and Gu Ying sighed.

Qiu Si (Lu You)

Like Pang Weng, he has never become a monk, and he has lost his life.

Alpinia pinnatifida blooms, and carnation is desolate and half-flowered.

A cold current fills the spring to test ink, and a bonfire calls for frying tea.

Do you know what the intention is? My ears have been out of order for years and I can't stand the noise.

Mountain residence (land tour)

The bluestone is tilted, and no one has reached Shanjia.

Between the beams, swallows return to their nests to avoid the drizzle, and fish swim to the pond to compete for flowers.

Snow temples add new feelings, and golden whips revive old luxuries.

The window is bright and sleepless, and the bonfire wind furnace tries the tea itself.

Song (Wang Anshi)

The life of the world can be three loose, which is difficult for ordinary people.

People can be old at 100 years old, and they are not old at 1000 years old.

It's not too early for me to move two pines, and I can't see the canal closed.

But pity for all the trees always floats, the color is green, and finally protects itself.

Rabbit silk and poria cocos will be available, and the ability to eat will be tested.

I don't know who the bonfire will be, but look at the grass above the forest.

Your love for me is also ancient, and your eyebrows are more beautiful than Nanshan.

It is said that Liu Hou is not as good as me, and there is nothing wrong with people laughing at you.

I sincerely prayed for the fairy to cross the valley, but I didn't see the red pine and hunger.

Is it like a thick rice suitable for travel, a mysterious official with the shadow of Huahao?

After the Korean pine is restored, there is no special exercise, so why do you smoke up and down?

I was ordered to be with Shun, and I really gave up.

Although the poem wants me to be darker, it is safer to sweep the snow.

Is it better to wear white than white?

Going to court (Wang Anshi)

The moonlight in Zhaoling is foggy, and the bonfire is full of valleys and mountains.

The whip-throwing Committee involved several villages and went out of the east gate of Gongxian County.

The palace is always invisible, but there is muddy water.

Send a message to doctor Zhang Xian (Wang Anshi)

I stayed in Shanhe for a long time, but I didn't feel worse than Feng Tang.

Bonfires can also write good words, and posts are willing to send new poems.

You know who is under the moon, and you want to track it before you spend it.

I want to repay Old Master Q, and I wish I could not come home late.

The Young Mermaid (Zhao Changqing)

The east wind swept away the snow in Xinyi. Back to Tomb-Sweeping Day. The misty rain at dusk lost the front mountain. When I experienced Zhu Lan and wine, I couldn't help feeling cold. Who will come back to protect the bonfire? Fall in love with wenyuan. It's like crying all night. Calling for spring return, people have not returned.

Tour of Three Generations of Kings (Zhou Tan)

The bonfire of the wolf's smoke is the dust on the edge, which indicates the woman who should be pleased.

When virtue is heard, the country is fortunate to die.